Showing posts with label books. Show all posts
Showing posts with label books. Show all posts

Monday, June 28, 2010

Wrapped it up!

Day One- We unloaded, yawned, and set up ready to meet the ApolloCon 2010 folks! 
We had the best time. I shared a table with D. Nathan Hilliard, who writes Horror and Fantasy. 
Met so many people and must say, the atmosphere was incredible! Upbeat, alive, and some wearing costumes to die for. 
To everyone in Dealer's Room, I wish you continued success! 
As for me? I went to have a good time--and I did! Thanks Kris and the ApolloCon staff for making it such a great hit this year. You did good.
Now, it's time to hunker down and get back to writing. 
I bid everyone ado-----
Happy Trails, and Happy Writing!
Cherri

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

ApolloCon, Here I Come!

This coming Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, I'll be at ApolloCon 2010 in Houston, Texas. (June 25th-27th) D. Nathan Hilliard and I are sharing a table in the Dealer's Room to sign our lovely books. I'm excited, thrilled, and am ready to have a good time. It's a couple or more years since I last attended a conference...and no matter what genre, I love them all.  


Would love for everyone who reads my blog to come join us. I give out doggie kerchiefs with every book and can't tell you how much I enjoy meeting new people. So, if you're in the area, anywhere near Intercontinental Airport, stop in and introduce yourself. 


We'll be at TABLE 6 signing our books!!!!! 


Happy Trails,
Cherri

Friday, June 18, 2010

It's All Good!

Have been in touch with all my friends over this past week and have to say--they're doing good! 

Helen will celebrate her 55th birthday next week. Pearl celebrated the retirement of her husband. Lisa is geared to move to her ideal paradise up in wooded country. Debi started a new job and is now living in Lufkin. Debbie is shuffling her Kleinen Zwinger Kennel in Victoria this summer, booked for the duration. Lessie is watching her birds and blooming plants grow in abundance. Vicki has a mess full of grandkids and is loving every one of them. Susan is putting in tons of hours at work and relaxes to come home to chickens, dogs, and grandkids! (Susan also took a mouth full of golf club--when her 7 yr. old grandson did a backswing...OUCH!) She's okay and has no broken teeth! Diana is working on her fantasy novel. 

As for me? I'm working on edits and continuing on a work in progress which is turning out to be loaded with fun. 

Tomorrow is Father's Day. To my husband, Steve--Happy Father's Day! To my Father-in-law, Bill--Happy Father's Day! Our prayers are constant to you. We love you with all our hearts. To my brother, Gene--Happy Father's Day! My most heart-felt thanks for the guidance you led me through in a tough world. 

To all my family, friends, and relatives who are the men in our lives--

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!!!! 
Cherri

Saturday, June 12, 2010

A Lick of Sense

Recently I encountered someone who informed me they had never met a dog with a lick of sense. At first, I thought about it and then realized I would just have to talk about it. 

If you took an average four-story office building and put all the people together and squeezed out their 'common sense,' you wouldn't have enough to fill a thimble. 

Yet, every dog I've met could overflow a barrel with good old fashioned 'common sense'. Why? It's simple. Dogs act and react using Mother Nature. They don't analyze everything to death--they act upon the situation, using Nature's instinct. Still, dogs hold compassion and honesty, never swaying in their decision. 

In every book I write, in every short story, I include dogs. Why? Because a sense of pride fills my heart to share some of our dog's antics. As I've said before, I'm partial to the German shepherd breed and can not give you a reason why I'm drawn to that particular breed, anymore than I can explain why my favorite color is red. They just are and it just is. 


To write with my pack of dogs surrounding me is the perfect zen for my environment. They touch the softest, most tender part of my soul--my spirit.


Happy Trails,
Cherri